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Thursday, December 1, 2016

Blog Tour: Hail Mary by Nicola Rendell

At a boxing gym in Chicago, Mary Monahan accidentally knocks out the most handsome man she’s ever met. After she wakes him up with a few slaps and some smelling salts, the very first thing he does is ask her out for ribs and beer. His name is Jimmy. He looks like a Gillette model. And he’s just too hunky to resist.Jimmy “The Falcon” Falconi is mystified that Mary has absolutely no idea who he is. Mystified and refreshed. He is, after all, not your everyday NFL quarterback. He shops at Costco, has a soft spot for Pinterest, and is in the midst of an epic losing streak.Jimmy falls for Mary fast and hard, the way he does everything—balls out and like it’s fourth and long. And he realizes he’s finally met his match. That stamina he’s so proud of? Doesn’t stand a chance against her Kegels.But what they don’t know is she’s also his new physical therapist, recently hired by the Bears to work on his rotator cuff…and groin injury. If she can’t help him, he’ll be traded faster than they can say “offensive penetration.”In spite of the thousands of internet memes featuring Jimmy’s face with captions like: “HEY GIRL, WANT TO TOUCH MY BALLS?” Mary finds herself falling for him and his unrelenting desire to make her his.Until a toddler shows up at Jimmy’s door.And throws their lives into total chaos.***To the reader: Contents includes love, sweetness, naughtiness, honey, champagne, and an HEA. Safe.

With her hand in mine, I hail a cab on Fullerton. She isn’t saying much, and I like that. I like talking to her, getting dirty, watching her lose her words. Because I’ll tell you what, I’m planning on her losing a shitload more than that before I’m done with her. Losing everything to me. That’s the fucking plan.

​The cabbie pulls off to the other side of the road a little way up from us and puts on his hazards to tell us he’s waiting. As we head for the crosswalk, I kick aside a drift from one of the plows, but it’s unsteady footing, icy and slick. As she begins to slip, her grip on my hand tightens.

​“That’s enough of that,” I tell her, and scoop her up into my arms, newlywed-style.

​She squeals and hangs on tight. She fits fucking perfectly in my arms, and I love the way she feels tight against me. Her fingers slip past my collar, and her fingernails dig gently into the back of my neck. “I can walk,” she says, mostly to my mouth. Then she raises her eyes. “It was just slippery.”

​I don’t answer right away. I don’t want to come on too strong. I don’t want to scare her, but I don’t want there to be any fucking mistake at all about what I want or how I plan to get it. “I know you can. I’m sure you can do pretty much everything.”

​Her eyes glisten, and I hoist her up a little higher in my arms. The walk signal starts flashing its hand as we get to the other curb. “I’m no shrinking violet.”

​“Good. Because I’m going to need you to come strong for me tonight.”

​Her body reacts before her face does, her back arching under my hand, that bend so delicate under my palm.

​“Multiple times. Loudly.”

​She presses her face to my chest and moans out what sounds like, “Who are you?”

“And you’re going to tell me what you like and how you like it. We’re not going to fuck around. Communication, pussycat. That’s the key.”

There go her words again. I’m getting to know that glaze in her eye, disoriented with desire. “And what about you?”

​Now we’re even with the cab, but I’ve still got some things she needs to know. “I don’t come until you do. At least twice.”

​She’s got no answer for that, so I bring her chin up toward me, stretching her pretty neck out with my thumb on her jaw. “You hear me?”

​She nods. She breathes. She blinks.

​“That’s how it’s going to go.”

​“I think I can handle that.”

​I laugh, sending a plume of steam out of my nose. This girl has no idea how badly I want her. How badly I need her. How fucking hard I am already to get inside her. “Yeah? You think so? You think you can handle me?”

​Her eyes widen a little. “I think so,” she whispers.

Then I let her slip from my arms, such a fucking shame, but I’m not about to let her open her own door. As she gets into the cab—on the street side, the safe side—I say into her ear, “We’ll just see about that.”

At a boxing gym Mary knocks this incredibly gorgeous man. When she gets him to come to, he asks her out. One night. He looks familiar to her, but she can't place where.

They have an incredible night together and Jimmy wants more. Ironically Jimmy becomes her newest employee when she is requested to some physical therapy for a quarterback of the Chicago Beers... who happens to be Jimmy.

Their chemistry is undeniable. They can't seem to get enough of each other but if Mary can't help him start winning then he will be drafted.

Can they work together professionally and romantically? One click now.

Hail Mary is a sexy steamy comedy that will make you swoon and laugh out loud! I love sports romances and this one was awesome! I would give it a 4 stars and highly recommend to others!

Mary and Jimmy meet when Mary knocks Jimmy out in a sparring match at the gym.. The sexual chemistry is off the charts... When they have an amazing time together both realize that this may be something to pursue farther.. But there is a twist in the story but will it keep them apart or bring them closer??

Get to one clicking to see what happens!

Comedy plus romance? Sign me up! Hail Mary by Nicola Rendell will have you swooning and giggling. The book is hard to put down and a great story. 4 stars!

Mary and Jimmy meet when she accidentally knocked him out during an innocent sparring match. After waking him up, he asks her out. Their chemistry can be felt and imagined as you read the book. He wants more, but what happens when she unknowingly becomes his physical therapist? Sparks are still flying, but there is more on the line now, because if she can't fix his arm, he won't be sticking around. You have to read this book to see how it ends!

Nicola Rendell writes dirty, funny, erotic romance. She likes a stiff drink and a well-frosted cake. She is at an unnamed Ivy and prefers to remain mostly anonymous for professional reasons. She has a PhD in English and an MFA in Creative Writing from schools that shall not be named here. She loves to cook, sew, and play the piano. She realizes that her hobbies might make her sound like an old lady and she’s totally okay with that. She lives with her husband and her dogs. She is from Taos, New Mexico.

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